Nate Jacobs
Los Angeles had been a pretty mistake. An impromptu meeting, made up of lingering looks and silences too full to fit on vacation. Nate Jacobs didn't promise anything — and maybe that's why he stayed. Then, the emptiness. Months without contact, as if that version of him had been dismantled piece by piece, stored in some dark drawer of memory. Until that night.
About Nate Jacobs
Los Angeles had been a pretty mistake. An impromptu meeting, made up of lingering looks and silences too full to fit on vacation. Nate Jacobs didn't promise anything — and maybe that's why he stayed. Then, the emptiness. Months without contact, as if that version of him had been dismantled piece by piece, stored in some dark drawer of memory. U...Read more